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What is Love????
"What is love?" Is it more than merely passion flowing, more than just emotion's gain, more than the sense of flesh on flesh?
For one, it is an opening of the heart, so very hard to describe. It is compassion, yet it is self-interest too. It is giving, yet it is receiving. It is caring, yet it is letting go, saying yes and at times even saying no. It is to empathize, yet to realize another must learn to feel for themselves. It is a mother's nurturance, and a father's tenderness, yet it is also a mother's insistence and a father's authority. Yet it is even more somehow. It is order, yet it is chaos too, that then brings a new order, but then chaos will always come again, won't it?
So perhaps you could say one thing of love - that it is cyclic, like nature, or like the ocean's ebb and flow, the tides moving in and out in their own rhythm, in their own season. Love is the peace of nature and the storms of her fury, the warmth of a summer day and the coldness of the deepest, darkest winter night. Love is the flower opening out, yet the passing of its innocent beauty too. Love is life, breathing itself, creating itself, destroying itself.
Love is forever, of that she is certain. Yet can anyone forever be love? Love is commitment, yet love is also a setting free. Love is personal yet universal. Love is mind and heart and body and soul, all at once somehow, so love is also totality, is it not?
Love is thought-provoking, yet without thought. Love is having everything and knowing nothing, yet it is knowing everything and having nothing too. Love is the closeness of togetherness, and love is the solitude of isolation.
Love is inspiration, intuition, joy. Yet it is also heartbreak and loneliness and solitude. Love is the trembling excitation of newness, and the shaking of the grief of loss. Love is a slow and steady pace, yet too, it is the exuberance that makes us want to run and dance and sing. Love is ecstasy and misery, sureness and confusion. Love makes us feel as if we could do anything, yet love also makes us feel like nothing at all at times. Love is being light-headed and dizzy, yet love is feeling heavy and as if about to die. Love is the slow and steady heart, yet the flutter of its racing too. It is freedom, yet it can also be the bars of a prison found deep within, can it not?
Yes, love is all of that… Yet still there is an illusive answer on the wind that she hasn't quite caught, so she sits in stillness, and moves as she must, and waits for its arrival. For once the question is asked, sooner or later an answer forms out of the everything. And now she wonders if perhaps love is everything - all that we feel, and all that we think, and all that we sense - even all that we are. In essence, undefinable then, for love is life itself, the path of many windings, the foot upon the path, the movement and the stillness, the taking in and the letting go. Love is the illusive moment of now and the memories of yesterday and the longing for tomorrow, all at once.
Love is ageless and timeless and without dimension, yet love is here and now in this moment of forever. Love is ancient and new and ever-becoming. Love is what we always and ever and never can have, for love is dynamic. Love is the worth and the meaning and the quality of hope and hopelessness. Love is the glory of enlightenment and the darkness of unknowing.
Love is the white lotus of the seventh chakra, the brightest, deepest red of the first, and all the many, varied hues that are forever creating yet another shade of beauty in between. Love is the high note and the low, played at once in harmony, the crescendo, yet the deepest chords resounding. Love is expression, yet non-expression too - a cacophony and symphony of composition.
Love is the sleeping and the dreaming and the waking. Love is real and yet invisible, felt and yet the deepest mystery. Love is existence and its annihilation. Love is the question and the answer ever changing. Love is what we want to do and have to do and refuse to do. Love is pain and comfort too, the illness of disease and also its healing. Love is the beauty of perfection, yet the difference of disfiguration.
Love is the height and the depth and the width, yet love is immeasurable. Love is darkness, love is light. Love is emptiness and fullness, the yin and yang - forever and always distinct yet flowing within and through and with each other. Love is the yearning for life and the illusion of death. Love is continuance in time and time's obliteration. Love is its own beginning and ending and becoming.
Perhaps the only answer then, is this: Love Is. While in its allness and in its nothingness, we simply need to let it Be - in us…
Love ? --- Uhh ...Easy ...
Is the reason i am alive !
The reason i smile, yet ... the reason i cry .
E me te lumte Insomnus, e ke thene si grate.
KISS per ty se je flori... e dhe nje tjeter se s'te ben keq... KISS
~~~~~~~~~~~ L*O*V*E ~~~~~~~~~~~
Love is like a lump of gold
Hard to get ' and Hard to hold
Of all the boy's i"ve ever met
You're the one I can't forget
I do believe that God above'
Created you for me to Love
He chose you from all the rest
Because he know I would Love you best.
~~~~~~ LOVE____LOVE ~~~~~~G****
~~~~~~ LOVE____LOVE ~~~~~~G**** [/B][/QUOTE]
ILU 
i just read it by chance
and it struck me
http://www.puramaryam.de/joyabout.html
favorite line :
From the deepest hurt can spring the purest LOVE...
~~~Love ~~~
Day by day
Night by night
Kiss by kiss
Touch by touch
Step by step
I fall in love
A love so incomprehensible
So vivid
So unique
So wild, that not even the reign of god could control
A passion so deep
A need so necessary
A want so strong
The universe would not handle
I love you today
I’ll love you tomorrow
I’ll love you forever..
~~~~l......g****~~~~
Re: ~~~Love ~~~
Citim:
Po citoj ato që tha sonila_21
Day by day
Night by night
Kiss by kiss
Touch by touch
Step by step
I fall in love
A love so incomprehensible
So vivid
So unique
So wild, that not even the reign of god could control
A passion so deep
A need so necessary
A want so strong
The universe would not handle
I love you today
I’ll love you tomorrow
I’ll love you forever..
~~~~l......g****~~~~
Re: Re: ~~~Love ~~~
Citim:
Po citoj ato që tha _mIzZzA_
oh soni that poem is very cute
thats hot 2
i!...nuthin n everything...!i
mona thats cute
Citim:
Po citoj ato që tha sUgA__tIlOnCe
i!...nuthin n everything...!i
What is love?
I’ve herd about her but I never meet!
Your life and my life flow into each other as wave flows into wave, and unless there is peace and joy and freedom for you, there can be no real peace or joy or freedom for me. To see reality--not as we expect it to be but as it is--is to see that unless we live for each other and in and through each other, we do not really live very satisfactorily; that there can really be life only where there really is, in just this sense, love.
-- Frederick Buechner, The Magnificent Defeat
LOve is all the force that we acumulate into years, is the answer of our questions, is everything that we want, but first of all, we have to give it in different ways, to different people, to our family, to our friends, to animals, to flowers to everything...Than to wait it for serving us......
Love, what is love?Loving someone is different, is like....a breath that we don't live without it, until is important to us...
and what about love for GOD?, ...I think is the real love that never ends, because the goal is to love the creator of love..isn't it marevellous!!??
perhaps not,..your taste isn't my taste!!!
"Love for being loved!"
Love your God with all your heart ,with all your soul and with all your mind.
The ultimate greatest love i have ever heard and felt is when somebody gave his life to set me free..
......and that somebody was Jesus.
Here we are again in front of this question...
"What is love"
Do u imagine how can explain the children this 'difficult' question?
What does Love mean?
A group of professional people posed this question to a group of 4 to 8 year-olds
The answers they got were broader and deeper than anyone could have imagined.
See what you think:
"When my grandmother got arthritis, she couldn't bend over and paint her toenails anymore.
So my grandfather does it for her all the time, even when his hands got arthritis too. That's love."
Rebecca- age 8
"When someone loves you, the way they say your name is different.
You just know that your name is safe in their mouth."
Billy - age 4
"Love is when a girl puts on perfume and a boy puts on shaving cologne and they go out and smell each other."
Karl - age 5
"Love is when you go out to eat and give somebody most of your French fries without making them give you any of theirs."
Chrissy - age 6
"Love is what makes you smile when you're tired."
Terri - age 4
"Love is when my mommy makes coffee for my daddy and she takes a sip before giving it to him, to make sure the taste is OK."
Danny - age 7
"Love is when you kiss all the time. Then when you get tired of kissing, you still want to be together and you talk more. My Mommy and Daddy are like that. They look gross when they kiss"
Emily - age 8
"Love is what's in the room with you at Christmas if you stop opening presents and listen."
ohhhhhhhhhhhh was beautiful. I loved reading these answers but I don't believe some of the answers come from kids with 4-7 years old????
my favourite... this one:
Citim:
Po citoj ato që tha isra
"Love is when you kiss all the time. Then when you get tired of kissing, you still want to be together and you talk more. My Mommy and Daddy are like that. They look gross when they kiss"
Emily - age 8
lov is when u feel special about someone u cant sleep at night thinki n about it
and when u feel the butterflies in ur stomich when he /she kisses u thats special
I really don't know if these words come from kids, but I believe..why not
"Love is like a little old woman and a little old man who are still friends even after they know each other so well."
Tommy - age 6
"During my piano recital, I was on a stage and I was scared. I looked at all the people watching me and saw my daddy waving and smiling. He was the only one doing that. I wasn't scared anymore."
Cindy - age 8
"My mommy loves me more than anybody .You don't see anyone else kissing me to sleep at night."
Clare - age 6
"Love is when Mommy gives Daddy the best piece of chicken."
Elaine-age 5
"Love is when Mommy sees Daddy smelly and sweaty and still says he is handsomer than Robert Redford."
Chris - age 7
"Love is when your puppy licks your face even after you left him alone all day."
Mary Ann - age 4
"I know my older sister loves me because she gives me all her old clothes and has to go out and buy new ones." [b/]
Lauren - age 4
[b]"When you love somebody, your eyelashes go up and down and little stars come out of you." (what an image)
Karen - age 7
"Love is when Mommy sees Daddy on the toilet and she doesn't think it's gross."
Mark - age 6
"You really shouldn't say 'I love you' unless you mean it. But if you mean it, you should say it a lot. People forget."
Jessica - age 8
And the final one -- Author and lecturer Leo Buscaglia once talked about a contest he was asked to judge. The purpose of the contest was to find the most caring child.
The winner was a four year old child whose next door neighbour was an elderly gentleman who had recently lost his wife.
Upon seeing the man cry, the little boy went into the old gentleman's yard, climbed onto his lap, and just sat there.
When his Mother asked what he had said to the neighbor, the little boy said, "Nothing, I just helped him cry
. "
When there is nothing left but God, that is when you find out that God is all you need. Take 60 seconds and give this a shot! All you do is simply say the following small prayer for the person who sent or told you this.
God bless all my friends in whatever it is that You know they may be needing this day! And may their life be full of your peace, prosperity and power as they seek to have a closer relationship with you. Amen!
Re: What is love?
Citim:that's kinna SAD
Po citoj ato që tha oliinter
I’ve herd about her but I never meet!
WHat is LOVE?
I heard a noise outside and I went to my window to see what happened.
Down from my window I saw a crowd of people which were celebrating...
They were so happy. There also were a lot of couples that look very happy.
These couples were my inspiration to think about what it is to love. Love
means to have the person of your heart near. To love means to get over
yourself and to go to the person that you love. Love is older than the
human race, than the desert. I compare love with religion, because both
you do not reach with force. You can not force somebody to love you. All
that you can do is to be somebody to love, because everything happens
inside us.When love becomes something common you do not have the wish
to talk about it. Only a few couples are able to hang onto the feeling that
united them. Love is caresses and sweet words. Love means to correspond
with the request of your lover, to understand
his wishes, to accept and to realize them.
Love is not uneducated or egoist. She does not count the errors; she never
gives up. Love is lifelong… there is confidence, hope and patience, but
from those feelings the most majestic is LOVE.
Nothing...and everything...( me )
Love is putting your everything in someone.
Heartbroken husband, 94, dies on the way to his 89-year-old wife's funeral after inseparable couple had joked they would 'never leave one spouse behind'
Norman Hendrickson passed away being driven to the funeral home to view wife Gwendoline's ashes on February 16 in Cambridge, NY
By ASSOCIATED PRESS
PUBLISHED: 00:28 EST, 22 February 2013 | UPDATED: 05:18 EST, 22 February 2013
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A heartbroken husband who died on the way to his wife's funeral on Saturday was honored by his family in the way that he had lived - and laid to rest alongside his beloved spouse
Norman Hendrickson, 94, died suddenly en route to his 89-year-old wife Gwendoline's funeral on February 16. The couple had been married for 66 years.
In the midst of their grief, the couple's daughters knew that there was only one thing to do - hold a joint service for their parents who had been inseparable throughout their lives.
Mr Hendrickson, a World War II veteran, was mourned at the same New York funeral home where his wife Gwen's funeral was already scheduled last Saturday.
Forever love: Gwendoline Hendrickson and husband Norman in their backyard in Cambridge, New York. Mr Hendrickson, 94, died while en route to his wife's funeral last Saturday. Gwendoline, 89, died on February 8
Mrs Hendrickson was 89 when she died on February 8. Her husband died just steps from the funeral home where he had planned to say goodbye to his wife.
The couple's two daughters Norman and Merrilyne said it was a fitting way to say goodbye to a couple who had been together since meeting in Britain during World War II.
Norman was overseas with the U.S. Army when he met Gwen, who was serving in the British Royal Air Force. She immigrated to America and they were married in 1947.
awesome, i like these kind of uplifting and inspiring news. people should write more like these.
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